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the back and I like how she throwing that
Smoking big gas yeah they like how I'm rolling that
Bro got his homie gun
Why is you toting that?
Bro dropped his

up
I just got a text, it says I'm the best
I'm the guy with the guns and the big chest
If it's callus, then it's calisthenics
I feel like Alice in

2]
Some n*ggas  go to riot and think they need straps
Get the big picture,  y'all don't need that
It's not by this way y'all gon' fix that
I'm doing

getaway
One day ima grip my dreams and tell em aint no getaway
I suggest you cut your friends off if they in the way
Cuz you always end up by your own

thank the man
That's why I am who I am
That's what made me who I am, had to come up off a gram
I was out there on the block making moves to feed the fam

Nicca running
Have a pussy nicca sprinting having em dipping like sauce
Pockets fat big boy status yeah I'm talking Rick Ross
Bro done hit a lick he done

We just pulled up tho the light I had to pour me a cup
Riding and smoking and drinking im thinking bout hitting us a lick
I pop me a flat, high off

homies who gon' let it fly
We don't ever show no guns we catch 'em by surprise
Leave em traumatized
I've been on my two phones
Makin' money two ways
Living

sticky so I chew em like some gum
Big choppa on me I ain't talking bout no gun
These niggas get killed if they talk out they face
I'm too fucked up boy I

it's money to make
We put them bands and them
Guns in the safe ima big dog
And you n****s is poodles
She do what I say
Got you thinking it's voodoo
We

it I shake it off
My music is living on
And i will carry on
And do my music like I normally would do it
Writing lyrics running through it
Man this shit

getting Mickey D's
Shorty not even a dime but she get a ten piece

Fuck on that bitch on a Tuesday
She claiming baby by Wednesday
Yo no comprende, mi amor

gooey makes me moan
And when I mix some weed with rum
I feel it twice as big among
Nuts in my mouth call me chipmunk
My black hole's red the rising sun

niggas they getting it to
I hustle hard I be up with the moon
I got a big gun and that bitch go boom
Push start and that bitch go zoom
Come suck me up bust

shit get blewnt off
Pussys act tough but I'm fucking on they punta
Big dog status bitch I'm looking like Kujo
Draw four nines I ain't talkin' bout uno

from a different clot different pedigree
All us got guns like dons weaponry
I drip when I move so move carefully
You big mad I'm on that's that jealousy

shake a leg
Gun go Kit Kat nigga take a break
No chit chat I ain't with the fake
Nigga get back before I air the place
Hop in the booth like a drive home

you twist it and you suck it know how I love that
Slim waist pretty face and you know that ass is phat
Never worried about a bitch motivated by my money

getting Mickey D's
Shorty not even a dime but she get a ten piece
Fuck on that bitch on a Tuesday
She claiming baby by Wednesday
Yo no comprende, mi amor

I'm Ugly
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Big ol' bag, on me
Who she wit, not me
Glock 9, like they don't got me
Walk round', like by my

neutron
Watch that shit say I gotta blast
Lil guy I’m the big man
I got the chakara in my veins
Nine tails inside go insane
Picking up the flow like a crane

over and over
I will slut the fame, put that big booty on my shoulders
The way I fuck the fame, I got dese bitches tryna roll up
Off the delics with

I know a big timer she go by Stryngz
Hit her up lock her and she'll plug You in (Bllaa blaa)
Push on the gas we ain't gon stop We're in it to win

I just went super sayain
That a power play
Got it for way cheaper
Kap 300 today
No money or guns on display
Still got that drum on the way
I'm eating